Bella's face fell into an exaggerated pout, and she reached forward in an attempt to displace Gemma's comfort-pillows.
"But whyyy? I'm sure he'd love it!" she whined, swinging her shoulders dramatically. "Who is he, anyways? Was he in Gryffindor? Your year, I suppose?" she asked, trying to filter through the names she remembered.
"But whyyy? I'm sure he'd love it!" she whined, swinging her shoulders dramatically. "Who is he, anyways? Was he in Gryffindor? Your year, I suppose?" she asked, trying to filter through the names she remembered.

— MJ is MAGICAL —